|| BTS x Reader Poly Soulmates ||
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The library was warm and quiet, with built-in shelves, a massive bay window, and a cushioned reading nook I was already claiming as my own.
"You'll find Namjoon here ninety percent of the time," I said, flopping onto the cushion.
"This is like the brain of the house," Hobi whispered.
"Yeah," Yoongi said softly, standing behind him. "And the heart is all of us in it."
As the day passed, the house came to life around us. Boxes found corners. Laughter bounced off the high ceilings.
Music spilled out of Jin oppa's portable speaker while he unpacked wine glasses with a dramatic flourish.
Tae spun me in the foyer just because he could. Joon showed Hobi how the cabinet lighting worked like it was a magic trick.
Jungkook opened every drawer in the kitchen. Yoongi stole kisses from each of us while pretending he was "just checking on logistics."
Later, while we were all sprawled across the couch eating chips from a moving box, Hobi leaned his head on Yoongi's shoulder.
"This place is special," he said quietly.
"It's only the beginning," I whispered back, reaching over to squeeze his hand.
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We didn't make it more than five steps from the living room before Jungkook stopped again, this time in front of the arched doorway leading to Jin oppa's wing.
"Wait, that's not another living room, is it?" he asked, eyes narrowing.
"How many lounging areas do you need?"
"Technically, that one's Jin hyung's bedroom," Tae said, glancing over his shoulder with a grin.
"You're kidding."
"You're about to hate us," Yoongi murmured smugly.
Oppa's Bedroom was sunlight poured over class and drama.
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Floor-to-ceiling drapes in ivory silk framed the glass wall that looked out over the manicured hedges and side garden.
His king-size canopy bed-black iron frame with gauzy curtains-was already set up, though half the pillows were still in boxes labeled 'essentials (aesthetics)' in Jin oppa's cursive.